I've always struggled all my life
to define myself, daughter? mother? wife?
I thought the answer would come to me
as it did for others naturally
and then one day I hit a wall
at full speed and I did fall
with chewed up skin and spit out teeth
a wake up call, I do believe
and then my voice rose from the dust
like fresh green grass from volcanic crust
my words did soothe and healed my soul
they came to me at constant flow
I found my voice at 40 years
a gift of love for my readers ears
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